Contracts That Bind Us

Shadows of Doubt

"Fuckin asshole. Leaves without saying fuckin shit to anyone. Oh, Angel can ya make me some, fuckin food. Of course darling, I'll make sure that yah choke on the fuckin thing. Leavin me lookin like a fuckin idiot!" Angel spat as he trudged past the Cannibal Colony sign. The pink backpack popped against his white crop top and a strip of rainbow fabric ran down the middle of the bag. In his lower arms he held Fat Nuggets who gave a faint noise from its owner's obvious anger.

"Can ya believe that asshole? Fuckin ditching me like some cheap whore." Angel growled. An oink snapped Angel out of his thoughts before the spider continued his walk. The others were concerned to see the spider demon storming out of the hotel with as little as a single word passing the others lips. They didn't try to follow him though, something he was actually surprised about. Angel grumbled again, as he crossed his upper arms.

Someone sprinted past him on the sidewalk, catching the porn star's attention, fully snapping him back into reality. More people rushed past him, before a crackle of thunder took the man's attention upwards. Lightning flashed across the sky, making him slow his steps before he came to a full halt staring up at the darkening air. Storms weren't common in Hell so what the fuck was going on?

The noise of the radio caught his attention as the speakers almost screamed, into the space between. Angel suddenly started sprinting, his heart racing in his chest as another crash of thunder roared above him. Rosie's Emporium wasn't that far away now, he didn't know where Alastor's home was. But he could probably guess that if he kept following the loud noise of the radio's he'd probably find him. Then again, he wanted to see if it was smart to even go to the radio demon.

"Ah, Angel. I've been waiting for you." Rosie said as she gazed up at him when he entered the building. The woman raised an eyebrow at him before shifting her gaze to the pig in his arms.

"Yeah, I know this looks weird but... I couldn't just leave him at home." Rosie chuckled at the statement.

"I'm certain he will be fine as long as you don't enter the circle." Rosie responded, getting Angel to look at her questioningly.

"What circle?"

"Darling, do you understand what's happening out there?" Rosie asked.

"Not particularly that's kind of why I came here."

"Alastor is trying to gain more power, he's making a deal with the Eldritch at least I hope it's a deal. He could be trying to overpower them again."

"Why the fuck would he do that!" Angel waved his arms.

"Don't know, perhaps he doesn't think he's strong enough to do what needs to be done."

"What happens if they say no?"

"Do you need directions to his place?" Rosie asked as Angel stared at her for a moment. She wasn't going to answer him and that didn't sit well with him. "Follow me." Rosie guided the spider outside and into the storm whose wind was picking up, blowing garbage cans around. Rosie pointed into the blowing wind, a dark tower stood in the distance almost glowing against the bleak skyline.

"Fuckin shit... Dammit Al." Angel huffed before thanking Rosie and starting towards the tower. "Had to go fuck with the Eldritch. Of course, yah fuckin did. I ain't surprised." Angel hissed. Another gust of wind slammed into him, partially stopping the spider in his tracks before he started forward again, this time it was much harder.

"Why!" Angel yelled as he heard the slamming of doors and windows around him. If he was smart he would have already gone off and hidden somewhere away from the chaos that was happening around him. He continued onwards as more wind soared in his face trying to push him backwards. A flicker of a shadow swam around his feet as he moved, the shadow racing up his leg to perch on his shoulder.